I stopped going to movies alone. As I look back on that now, I see that was the first step towards losing myself in another person.

At 20 years old, I was living alone in a city after graduating from college and starting a new job. I had dreams, like everyone. Big ones, small ones, outrageous ones. I loved my life. For the first few months of my newly found independence, I frequented the movie theater two to three times a…

Father Time is a weekly column dedicated to the concept of time in a parent’s life, particularly a father’s life. The point of view comes from a father of two young sons, both under three-years-old, and how time really is just that: a concept.◊♦◊My godmother Joni and I had been driving for twelve hours through…

Colette Sartor’s son corrects her because she’s done something right, not because she’s done something wrong. She’s raising a confident boy who feels safe enough to challenge others, and to be his own person.